Top-level Qi Luck: Leading My Clan to Cultivate

Chapter 331: Chapter 210 Consecutive Breakthroughs_2

Hearing Lin Tianming’s words, Lin Shihua finally regained his composure. He nodded and said, “You can rest assured, but as the family’s spirit beasts continue to increase in number, it looks like the area of the Spirit Beast Garden will need to be expanded!”

“The area behind Green Bamboo Mountain is vast. We can allocate thirty percent of it as a habitat for the spirit beasts. After all, the family doesn’t need that much space,” Lin Shilu added.

Lin Tianming nodded, showing his full agreement.

In fact, the territory of the Green Bamboo Mountain Clan was not small; within a hundred li, there were mountains of varying heights. Apart from the Qingling Bamboo Forest, most of the area was vacant, and not to mention these spirit beasts, even if another hundred or so were added, it wouldn’t feel crowded.

After a brief exchange between the two, even with Lin Shikang absent, the four agreed unanimously to expand the Spirit Beast Garden.

Half an hour later, Lin Tianming and his grandfather bade farewell to Lin Shilu and Lin Shihua and made their way to his father’s Cave Mansion Courtyard.

His father had been stationed at Golden Horn Mountain for many years. Although it wasn’t far from Green Bamboo Mountain, he rarely returned home due to his long-term cultivation seclusion, perhaps only once a year. His sister had gone to Qianchuan Market and wouldn’t return for three years, and his mother was also busy, in seclusion to strike at the Great Perfection Realm to prepare for Foundation Establishment.

He was accustomed to visiting his mother in her cave mansion to pay his respects after each period of seclusion or training. After all, as their cultivation levels rose higher, the lengths of their seclusions also tended to increase.

More importantly, the elders were aging. If they couldn’t break through to the Golden Core Stage, they would only have a little over a hundred years of life left. While that may seem like a lot, Foundation Establishment Cultivators often spent years in a single session of seclusion, so the opportunities for family gatherings in over a hundred years were very limited.

Although the path of cultivation favors a clear mind and few desires, it is not devoid of emotion. Those with a firm Dao heart gain twice the result with half the effort in their cultivation. Moreover, they have a greater chance of breaking through to higher realms.

Therefore, frequent gatherings with the elders were necessary, not only to show filial piety but also to offer a glimmer of hope and warmth amidst the dull and monotonous journey of cultivation.

That evening, upon receiving Lin Tianming’s message, his mother also briefly left seclusion, and the three generations sat together in the courtyard to chat leisurely.

Lin Tianming shared the events of his training journey, although he kept silent about the more perilous and bloody incidents. He mainly discussed the more mundane moments and his gains, much to his mother’s delight.

His grandfather didn’t spill the beans either, instead, he greatly admired his idea, understanding that discussing certain matters too much could worry his mother.@@novelbin@@

As the night became still, Lin Tianming shared a bit about his cultivation plan, and only after that did he and his grandfather bid his mother farewell, each returning to their own cave mansions.

Sitting in his Cultivation Room, Lin Tianming exhaled a breath of turbid air and thought about his upcoming cultivation plans.

With injuries still unhealed, he naturally prioritized their recovery. Once he returned to peak condition, he planned to enter seclusion for a few years, hoping to make a breakthrough to the Fourth Level of Foundation Building.

Resolved, Lin Tianming immediately began the practice of his Cultivation Technique. Once he felt slightly better, he took out an elixir for healing and without hesitation swallowed it.

As the medicinal power of the elixir diffused through his body after being refined, it slowly healed his wounds. A soothing sensation spread throughout his body. Lin Tianming breathed evenly, entering a deep state of cultivation.

Several days later in the early morning, on the plaza in front of the clan’s mountain gate.

Today was the day the second group of Ninth Layer Qi Refining clansmen were to set out for their training. A group of eligible clansmen gathered in anticipation of the arrival of their leader, Lin Shilu.

In a short while, Lin Shilu arrived on the back of the Purple Gold Eagle, landing on the expansive Bluestone Plaza.

Lin Shilu’s expression was calm as he looked over the seven clansmen present, Lin Xingzhi, Lin Xingyou, each one excited and with an eager expression and passionate eyes.

The success of Lin Tianming and his peers from their recent excursion had spread throughout the clan in the few days, inciting envy in many and rekindling the interest in training among numerous clansmen. The tale of Lin Tianming taking on three opponents had once again shocked the clan, with many members from the Tian generation admiring him even more.

However, Lin Tianming was unconcerned with all this; he had just collected his share of gains from the training at the Hall of Merit, a whopping ninety thousand merit points, constituting more than half of the total gains.

Back at his cave mansion, he entered his Cultivation Room and began to focus on his cultivation in seclusion.

At the plaza by the mountain gate, Lin Shilu held a map in his hands, on which Lin Tianming and others had carefully marked various mountain ranges and river details.

He looked up at the eager clansmen and then stepped out of the Protective Clan Formation with the Purple Gold Eagle, the clansmen eagerly following suit, their faces full of excitement.

Once outside the Protective Clan Formation, everyone mounted the back of the Purple Gold Eagle, which transformed into a vast shadow that headed north towards Golden Horn Mountain.

As Lin Shilu and the others departed, life within the clan continued as normal, with cultivators who had finished their training, like Lin Xingzhi, entering seclusion to prepare for their breakthrough to Foundation Establishment.

Everything was going smoothly, and the clan remained peaceful. Lin Tianming also began his long-term cultivation in seclusion.

As spring turned to autumn, two years swiftly passed by.

At the Peak of Green Bamboo Mountain, several clansmen stood respectfully in a courtyard.

In front of them, Lin Shilu and Lin Shihua sat facing each other, appreciating Spiritual Tea. Their sharp gazes lingered on Lin Xingzhi and the others, revealing a look of satisfaction.

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